Eleanor stormed toward the grand staircase with her high heels clicking loudly against the marble.
Her face twisted into a mask of pure fury as she rushed down the steps.
Eleanor: Give me that item right now, you worthless little servant girl!
Sarah quickly scrambled up from the floor while holding the glass heirloom close to her.
She backed away toward the front entryway to keep distance between herself and Eleanor.
Sarah: You tried to destroy the only memory left from Emma's real mother!
Eleanor: That baby does not deserve anything in this house or in the legal will!
Eleanor reached the bottom of the staircase and marched directly toward the terrified maid.
She pointed a long red fingernail right at Sarah's pale face with intense anger.
Eleanor: You are just a hired maid, so do not dare talk back to me!
Sarah: I care about this family, and I will protect baby Emma no matter what!
Eleanor: Hand over that glass trinket and the baby's legal papers immediately!
Sarah: I will never let you take away what belongs to this sweet child!
Eleanor reached out to grab Sarah's arm with a desperate and sudden movement.
Sarah stepped back quickly and kept her balance on the smooth polished stone floor.
The heavy front doors of the mansion suddenly creaked open with a loud booming sound.
Two uniformed police officers stepped inside the grand foyer with calm solemn faces.
Right behind them stood Richard Vance wearing his sharp custom beige three-piece suit.
His face was grim as he stared at his new wife standing in the hall.
Richard: Stop right there! What on earth are you doing in my house?
Eleanor froze instantly in her tracks and pulled her hands back toward her sides.
Her furious expression melted into a fake smile as she turned toward her husband.
Eleanor: Richard, darling, you came home early from your big business meeting today!
Richard: I came back because my security system alerted my mobile phone five minutes ago.
Richard walked steadily forward with dark eyes fixed completely on his scheming wife.
The atmosphere inside the high-ceiling foyer turned instantly cold and full of thick tension.
Sarah held her breath while watching the powerful businessman confront Eleanor in person.